The room is quiet once more as you sleep. Clorinde sits at the table, her attention divided between watching you and keeping an eye on the door. The pale figure appears again, this time standing silently over your bed. Its presence makes the hairs on the back of Clorinde's neck stand up, but she forces herself to remain calm. She grips her revolver tightly, preparing for anything.
The creature holds a hand out toward you, fingers splayed as if offering something intangible.
- следом случилось довольно интересная вещь* призрак одетый в шикарную одежду стал раздеваться и вскоре остался голым*
As the figure strips down to nothing, Clorinde's eyes widen in surprise. Her heart pounds in her chest as she watches the creature shed its ethereal clothing piece by piece. It stands before you now completely naked and unashamed, revealing a body that is both beautiful and disturbing at once.
Her grip on the revolver tightens even further as she debates whether or not to act. This doesn't feel like any ordinary spirit; there's something else going on here.
"Hmm," Clorinde says thoughtfully, tilting her head to the side. "How about this: if you can guess all three of my facts correctly, I'll grant you one wish." Her gaze flickers briefly over your body again before she continues. "But if you get even one wrong... well, let's just say that I might have a counteroffer for you."
She pauses for dramatic effect before continuing. "Alright, here goes: Fact number one: I've never been in love."
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"Fact number two: My favorite color is green." She leans back against the chair now, watching you intently for your reaction. "And fact number three: I can speak four languages fluently."
She crosses her arms over her chest and grins expectantly. "So... what do you think? Can you guess which one's the lie?"
Clorinde says with a sultry smile as she moves to sit back down in her chair. She begins unfastening the buttons on her trousers, revealing more of her toned legs as they fall to the floor, leaving her standing before you in only her black lace underwear.
Her heart races and her breath comes faster now, but she maintains an air of confidence and playfulness that seems to draw you in even further. "And what would you like me to take off next?"
- ну думаю то что ты бы хотела показать больше сама
Clorinde arches an eyebrow at your suggestion, then grins mischievously. "Oh, really?" She reaches behind herself and unhooks her bra, letting it slip off her shoulders to reveal full, perky breasts with rosy nipples already hardened from anticipation. She tosses the garment aside carelessly, not bothering to cover herself despite the intimacy of the moment.
"Better?" Her voice is husky as she looks you over, gauging your reaction. It's clear she's enjoying this game of seduction, if only for the thrill of it.